Outsourced

Outsourced...
Is the moist I knew.
Outsourced...
Is my once prized tool.
Outsourced...
Is my boo boo lube,
I used.
Outsourced too...
Is my cool and groove.

And I wonder why,
Is Iowa...
Drenched in pouring rain.
Straining the remaining corn and soy!

And why is Ohio...
High and dry!
That can annoy,
Those unemployed!
Outsourced is my drool,
For you too.

La la
La la la
La la

La La
La la la
Lah Lahhhhh.

And I wonder why,
Is Iowa...
Drenched in pouring rain?
Ooo ooo ooo.

I choose to outsource madness...
I do!

Outsourced...
Is the moist I knew.
Outsourced...
Is my once prized tool.
Outsourced...
Is my boo boo lube,
I used.
Outsourced too...
Is my cool and groove.

I choose to outsource,
This madness...
I do!

Who do I outsource,
This blues I'm boo hooing...
To?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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